Draco Malfoy is Voldemort's head Death-Eater, and Hermione Granger holds the key to his redemption. Together, they have to find a way to end the war in a world governed by draconian laws. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

-BEAUTIFUL COVER ART BY @avendellart ON IG Ivy Cornell is entering her 5th year at Hogwarts as a new transfer student from America. Making new friends and enemies Ivy learns about secrets from her past and what the future may hold for her. All the while she meets and grows close with two boys. One a red-headed prankster and the other a platinum blonde haired boy harboring dark secrets. Over Ivy's two very eventful years at Hogwarts she will learn to deal with grief, loss, and regret. But in the end who will she choose...peppermint or cinnamon? -NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME EXCEPT MY OC AND HER FAMILY/FRIENDS! They all belong to J.K. Rowling (even though we hate her and we all know Dobby wrote the books) -There are some mature themes and if any chapters contain any I will always put trigger warnings at the start of the chapter:)) -This story and its events mostly follow the main storyline of the books; there are some things that I have changed up a bit (dates, characters, objects, events, character deaths, ect.) -⚠️TW⚠️ some context of verbal abuse/assault/sexual assault/ -Years 5-7 and a little post-war -Make sure to comment and vote to support my story!! -Hope you enjoy it

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings